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When I was fourteen, I got my first pair of leather shoes, a gift my mother brought back from Shanghai. Black, matte pigskin, simple square-toe flats. This is enough to surprise the friends. A group of people gathered around a pair of shoes to look at each other, each foot trying to stick in. In less than a month, almost every girl has the same style of pigskin shoes. Wearing the same style of clothes, shoes and socks is a characteristic of the era, and it is impossible to wear any novelty clothes - we live in the jungle of collectivism, it seems to be a safe cave, only if it does not stand out from itself to protect yourself. The first watch I wore was an Enagre watch that my uncle bought from Hainan Island when he was in high school. It is only the size of a five-cent coin, and the silver steel strap is really good-looking. The watch is genuine, and the mechanical watch that winds up will not break for many years. When I see someone, I keep raising my hand and looking at my watch. Many years later, I bought a garnet ring in Hong Kong for my aunt, in return for the watch that my uncle gave me. It gave me a kind of material confidence when I was a teenager. These things are remembered so clearly because of material scarcity and spiritual monotony. There are a few small surprises and embellishments in life, which have been laid out for a long time, and they have become signs of growth and road signs of memory.

When I went to Suzhou this year, I bought a hand-embroidered cheongsam at a price of 10,000 yuan. Even if one day it can't be worn and it will be pressed on the bottom of the box, when you reach the age of old pearls, if you accidentally turn it over and look at it, it is estimated that you can find some frivolous "tears and wine marks on the clothes"! When I wrote this, I thought about it many times, trying to find an embroidery teacher for myself and learn a skill seriously. If I had been born in ancient times and could not read or read, would I be an excellent embroiderer? Now that autumn is here, then resolutely buy a solid-colored linen shirt, and be sure to embroider a flower on the cuff to remember an era.

When I was fourteen, I got my first pair of leather shoes, a gift my mother brought back from Shanghai. Black, matte pigskin, simple square-toe flats. This is enough to surprise the friends. A group of people gathered around a pair of shoes to look at each other, each foot trying to stick in. In less than a month, almost every girl has the same style of pigskin shoes. Wearing the same style of clothes, shoes and socks is a characteristic of the era, and it is impossible to wear any novelty clothes - we live in the jungle of collectivism, it seems to be a safe cave, only if it does not stand out from itself to protect yourself. The first watch I wore was an Enagre watch that my uncle bought from Hainan Island when he was in high school. It is only the size of a five-cent coin, and the silver steel strap is really good-looking. The watch is genuine, and the mechanical watch that winds up will not break for many years. When I see someone, I keep raising my hand and looking at my watch. Many years later, I bought a garnet ring in Hong Kong for my aunt, in return for the watch that my uncle gave me. It gave me a kind of material confidence when I was a teenager. These things are remembered so clearly because of material scarcity and spiritual monotony. There are a few small surprises and embellishments in life, which have been laid out for a long time, and they have become signs of growth and road signs of memory.

When I went to Suzhou this year, I bought a hand-embroidered cheongsam at a price of 10,000 yuan. Even if one day it can't be worn and it will be pressed on the bottom of the box, when you reach the age of old pearls, if you accidentally turn it over and look at it, it is estimated that you can find some frivolous "tears and wine marks on the clothes"! When I wrote this, I thought about it many times, trying to find an embroidery teacher for myself and learn a skill seriously. If I had been born in ancient times and could not read or read, would I be an excellent embroiderer? Now that autumn is here, then resolutely buy a solid-colored linen shirt, and be sure to embroider a flower on the cuff to remember an era.
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